Creating Empires is like learning to ride a bicycle.
The hardest part is the first time.
Let me have, and I have been reborn in the body of an outcast boyar—someone who miraculously escaped the noose.
Give me a band of ragged runaways—and I’ll turn them into an invincible clan!
Give me a remote hamlet—and I’ll forge from it a true fortress!
Give me a magickal maiden—
…and there will be a place for her in the household as well.
But don’t hesitate.
The creatures I fought in my world have slipped in here too.
And only I know how to win against them.